I was walking through a nearby neighborhood this week when I started jumping up and down and saying “I found one! I found one!”. The people walking down the other side of the street probably thought my behavior a bit strange, but they waved politely anyway.
What I had found was a Little Free Library: A small enclosed cupboard in someone’s front yard filled with books to share. What a great idea! I’ve been seeing pictures of them on the internet and people’s blogs. I’d read about their popularity and how they were popping up all over the U.S. But I hadn’t spotted any yet myself.
Today I went back to my neighborhood Little Free Library carrying The Gift of Rain by Tan Twan Eng and Light Between Oceans by M.L. Stedman. I had picked them both up at the library booksale this summer and was ready to pass them on to a new home.
The Little Free Library contained a nice selection of about 20-30 books. They included picture books, children’s books (Sideways Stories from Wayside School!), and adult books ranging from The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo to Wallace Stegner.
I took home with me a copy of Zenzele: A Letter to my Daughter by J. Nozipo Maraire. It’s a novel set in Zimbabwe and comes highly recommended by Mary Okeke of Mary Okeke Reviews. So I was excited to pick up a copy. (Even though I’ve already read my book for Zimbabwe, plus another, Elegy for Easterly by Petina Gappah which I haven’t reviewed. Reading a book from every country doesn’t mean I have to limit myself to just one of course!)